The Darkhan Dynasty in the Dream Pavilion.
Yanmen Pass.
Jia San and the others arrived at Jia Hu's residence early in the morning to wait. After Jia Hu returned from the residence yesterday, Jia San and the others did not sleep much at night. They were all abnormally excited.
Jia Hu had also specially donned his specially made armor early in the morning. After equipping himself, he carried the Heaven Suppressing Hammer and went out the door, calling out to Jia San and the others as they walked towards the military camp.
When they arrived at the military camp, other than the soldiers from Yanmen Pass who had started training early, only a small portion of the 50,000 soldiers that Wang Ziteng had brought with him were present.
When Jia Hu saw this scene, he frowned slightly.
"Jia San, go and see what's going on. Why are only our people training? Where are the others?”
Jia Hu said in a bad tone.
The military discipline was very lax. If the Tartars invaded, what fighting strength would these people have?
"Old Zhao, what's going on? Where are the others? Why are there only a few hundred of us?”
Jia San pulled a person who was commanding the training and asked. There were not many people who survived this time. The soldiers who survived were the elites of the elites. Jia San knew them all.
"It's Third Brother. Don't mention it. That new Deputy General Wang Ziyu, weren't you there yesterday? No matter what he says, we have to listen to him in the future. We didn't take it seriously. This morning, I kindly went to wake them up for training. Hey, guess what?”
the veteran said angrily.
"Old Zhao, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me, tell me!”
Jia Sanshi asked curiously.
"This bunch of grandsons said that they only listen to Wang Ziyu. Jia Hu is just a little brat. Who would listen to him? When I heard this, I thought he was courting death. We didn't care about them. Didn't you go to General Jia's residence yesterday? I heard that General Jia is coming today. I want to see how this bunch of grandsons will clean up.”
Jia San also smiled after hearing this.
"Hehe, just you wait. My young master is already here. He's at the entrance of the military camp. You'll have a good show to watch.”
"Really? Let's go!"
"Hey, Old Zhao, where are you going? If you stay here, my young master will definitely gather you. If you leave, who will care!”
Jia San saw that the soldier was about to rush out to find Jia Hu and quickly pulled him back.
"Yes, yes, I heard that General Jia is here, so I was a little excited. Third Brother, you go first.”
Old Zhao patted his head and said.
Jia San returned to Jia Hu's side at this time and explained the situation to Jia Hu.
Jia Hu laughed coldly." Interesting, interesting. Gather the generals and pull everyone out. I want to see if these people are as tough as their mouths."”
"Jia San, take my waist token and personally invite Wang Ziyu over.”
An hour passed.
Jia Hu stood on the high platform. It was a chaotic mess below. Jia Hu did not care and allowed them to make noise.
Only then did Wang Ziteng rush over with a few people. Jia Hu knew these people. Wang Ziteng had specially introduced them yesterday. These people were the officers Wang Ziteng had brought with him.
The 50,000-strong army that Wang Ziteng had brought had a nice name. They were called the Northern Expedition Army. The 50,000 soldiers were divided into five battalions.
And the five people beside Wang Ziyu happened to be the deputy generals of these five battalions.
Yesterday, they had followed Wang Ziteng to Yanmen Pass. They were very dissatisfied with Wang Ziteng handing them over to Jia Hu. They felt that this young boy Jia Hu was not worthy of leading them. They had been rushing through the night for the past few days and had long been stifled. It just so happened that Wang Ziyu invited them, and they hit it off. They drank with Wang Ziyu until midnight. When Jia San went to Wang Ziyu, they were all there. They had not woken up from the wine and came over in a daze.
Wang Ziyu had never been in the army. He had lived a carefree life since he was young. This time, he had come to the army because he was forced by the elders in his family. He had never thought much of these generals. If it were not for the fact that he had to complete the mission given by Wang Ziteng and build a good relationship with the generals in the army, he would not have been bothered to treat these rough men to a drink.
Moreover, the wine at the border was not as good as the wine in Jingdou. For several reasons, Wang Ziteng did not drink much. When Jia San came over, he was almost sober.
When Wang Ziyu came over, he saw Jia Hu standing alone on the high platform. It was a mess below, and he immediately laughed secretly.
It seemed that Cousin had overestimated Jia Hu. What could this little brat do?
Wang Ziyu led a few people up the platform. Facing the army, he pressed down with both hands. This group of soldiers also gave him a lot of face, and the scene immediately quieted down. Wang Ziyu immediately raised his eyebrows and looked provocatively at Jia Hu.
Wang Ziteng was actually very excited in his heart. He had seen his cousin Wang Ziteng do this before, and Wang Ziyu was very envious of that scene. He didn't expect that he would be able to do the same today.
Wang Ziyu calmed himself down and walked towards Jia Hu.
"Nephew, what's going on? Why didn't you inform this general in advance? Fortunately, this general came in time. Otherwise, the army would have seen you as a joke!”
Wang Ziyu said to Jia Hu with a teasing look, as if blaming Jia Hu for not informing him in advance.
Jia Hu stood there and watched Wang Ziyu perform like a clown, his face expressionless as he said,"
"General Wang, please have some self-respect. I don't have a relative like you. Also, you have to call me General Jia in the army!”
"You!"
"What do you mean you didn't bow when you saw the general? Are you trying to offend your superior?”
Jia San jumped out from the side and berated Wang Ziyu.
"You're courting death!"
Hearing that Jia San dared to berate him, Wang Ziyu, he wanted to draw his sword and kill this madman Jia San.
Jia Hu took a step forward, pressing Wang Ziyu down with one hand and smashing the Heaven Suppressing Hammer onto the ground with the other. He said,
"Oh, General Wang, what are you doing? Is there anything wrong with what my subordinate said?”
Just as Wang Ziyu was about to pull out his sword, a large hand pressed down on him. He tried his best to break free, but he could not. At this moment, a loud sound came from beside his ear. Then, the stone slab under his feet cracked. Wang Ziyu swallowed his saliva and retorted,
"General Jia…"
Without waiting for Wang Ziyu to finish, Jia Hu's left hand increased its strength. Wang Ziyu only felt a sudden pain in his shoulder, as if it was about to be crushed.
"Ah ~~~"
Wang Ziyu let out a scream.
This scream also woke up the five generals. They were not drunk at all. Seeing Wang Ziyu's arm being pinched and gradually kneeling down, Wang Ziyu's face became paler and paler. The five of them hurriedly knelt down.
"General, we know our mistake. Please spare Deputy General Wang. We are willing to be punished!"
"Hmph, trash!"
Jia Hu loosened his left hand and looked at Wang Ziyu with a look of disgust.
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